Ragnar glanced around hearing the voice, looking down at the human in armour. He frowned, noting the strange and primitive, yet well crafted armour design and wondered if it was from a feudal world of the Imperium.
"And I am Ragnar Haraldson of the Space Wolves." he replied, letting his bolter hang by his side. The gun alone would seem amazingly oversized to Nanami. Though larger weapons existed on earth, these were usually heavy or vehicle mounted weapons that could not be carried so casually by a human. Ragnar held his as though it were no more than a light submachine gun.
At that point, Ragnar caught Nanami's scent, which bizarrely reminded him of fresh fish. Next he noticed the hand wrapped around her spear.
What in the Warp...?
"And I am Ragnar Haraldson of the Space Wolves." he replied, letting his bolter hang by his side. The gun alone would seem amazingly oversized to Nanami. Though larger weapons existed on earth, these were usually heavy or vehicle mounted weapons that could not be carried so casually by a human. Ragnar held his as though it were no more than a light submachine gun.
At that point, Ragnar caught Nanami's scent, which bizarrely reminded him of fresh fish. Next he noticed the hand wrapped around her spear.
What in the Warp...?